Zhou Lao Prime Minister and his wife, Yun Zhongyao had already sat in the main hall, poured tea elegantly, bowed down to hold the son-in-law ceremony, Yaxiang also bowed goodbye, turned around and prepared to be the eldest brother Zhou Li, the current prime minister of the Celestial Empire, with a sedan chair on his back, but unexpectedly he was taken the first step by Drift, holding Yaxiang and striding away, afraid that someone would rob Yaxiang to go.

Everyone was stunned, and then it was also clear that although the law was not in line with the etiquette, no one spoke out against it, the emperor was the ceremony, the emperor was the law, and the emperor thought that the law was together.

Yaxiang was taken aback, the dragon and phoenix in her hand almost slipped off, and she wanted to struggle, but she was more and more clamped, so she had no choice but to let it go, her face was already red and glowing, but fortunately she covered her head, and no one saw her blushing face.

So there was such a picture in the eyes of everyone, the groom was holding the bride, and the bride was holding a priceless jade Ruyi.

Piao Yi hugged Yaxiang all the way to the phoenix chariot and ordered to get up, because from the moment he hugged Yaxiang, he never wanted to let go.

Everyone couldn't believe it, the legendary emperor who was not close to women actually held his bride and didn't let go for a moment, what is the situation? And I have only seen a person who rides a tall horse to greet the bride, but who has ever seen the groom and the bride sitting in a sedan chair together? And it's still sitting in a hug.

The bustle stopped, and the needle fell silently.

"Let's get started." Flowing and unquestionably ordered.

The prince is an old man, and he has long understood the emperor's intentions, and after being slightly stunned, he suddenly happily sang loudly and loudly. ”

An order was given, breaking the silence, the honor guard in front of the gong and drum opened the way, marching slowly, the snow mark walked alone in front, Feng Yuan followed, and then there was a team to send relatives, dowry, and the royal forest army carried out in an orderly manner.

"One lift, two lifts, three lifts...... "The people kept counting, becoming more and more surprised, the chariot was already out of sight, and the dowry behind had not yet finished out of the gate.

Ten miles of red makeup, worthy of the name, today's dowry, but not including the Nanmu furniture sent into the palace a few days ago, it is said that the big Fengzao Palace is full of swaggering.

Yaxiang was hugged elegantly, with a thin layer of sweat, and in the cool weather, she actually felt hot.

"Not here yet? It's hot. Yaxiang's voice was as thin as a gnat, and the heavy phoenix crown weighed her a little out of breath.

"Hold on for a while." Piao Yi relaxed her hug and comforted gently, now that Yaxiang is weak, she is really afraid that she won't be able to stand it if she tosses like this.

According to the plan, Piao Yi took Yaxiang back to the palace, worshiped the hall to get married, and carried out the queen's sealing ceremony, and after the ceremony, she had to go up to the city tower to accept the bowing of the subjects.

The procession marched smoothly into the palace, which was already covered with a red carpet from the palace gate to the main hall. The princes and ministers, the ladies and ladies who watched the ceremony stood on both sides.

Piao Yi led Yaxiang off the sedan chair, meticulously stepped over the brazier, crossed the saddle, stepped on the red carpet, and went to the happy hall.

Xitang is located in the Rongqing Palace, which is the place where Yaxiang and others tried their dancing skills to win the queen's position ten years ago.

But no miracle happened, Masaka only felt a sense of oppression in this majestic palace, but she had no memory of it.

"Worship heaven and earth...... The second worship of the high church...... Husband and wife worship each other...... Send it to the cave ......"

Until the master of ceremonies finished singing the promise, Yaxiang was sent into the cave room, and there was still no miracle.

The stepping bed made of nanmu is carved with a hundred flowers, and the phoenix flies in the flowers, which is gorgeous and simple.

Yaxiang sat on the bed, her stomach was empty, her head was getting heavier and heavier, and the phoenix crown was inlaid with many precious pearls and gemstones.

There are only four girls who marry into the palace, Meilan Zhuju, the palace is dangerous, she didn't want to take any girl to follow her into danger, but now she has lost her martial arts and has to take four cronies with strong martial arts.

Bai Peng Xue'er has been entrusted to the care of the master, there is no place for it to live in the palace, and the master Yun Zhongyao will also wander away in the near future, although there are still Aunt Zhen and others, but after all, she married into the palace, how easy is it to meet her?

The people close to her left her one by one, and for no reason she felt a hint of loneliness coming.

"The county lord is hungry, eat some pastries." May's soft voice suddenly sounded.

I got up early in the morning and tossed, and now it was past noon, of course I was hungry and panicked, and after a while, I waited for Piao Yi to pick up the hijab, ate a glass of wine, and held a ceremony after the sealing, and accepted the worship of the subjects, and there was no time to eat until the worship was completed.

Yaxiang took the fragrant glutinous white rice cake, gently lifted the corner of the hijab, afraid of making makeup, so she had to eat it in small bites, and drank a few sips of Xiangming, only to feel a lot more energetic.

"The bridegroom has arrived." Just listened to a singing greeting, and the elegant, still dressed in a new dress, walked in surrounded by a group of young talents.